Second Young Master Liu wrapped in a gray robe and Second Young Master Liu wearing exquisite clothes were two completely different young masters. At least, that was what the people of the Valley of Ten Faces thought. His Royal Highness Xiao Wang’s careful dressing ability was obviously effective, because after the news spread, the people who came to join in nearly tripled, all of them coming to see this immortal brother and sister.

Naturally, there were also many followers of the Baifu Sect among them, some of whom had even seen the Holy Maiden in person. In the teachings of the cult, the saintess was the incarnation of all beautiful things in the world, and she should naturally have unparalleled beauty that was difficult for ordinary people to achieve—and she was indeed beautiful. Almost all the believers who had seen her were enthralled by the cold girl wrapped in layers of holy white veils.

Therefore, when they heard that a girl who was said to be more beautiful than the saintess had appeared in the Valley of Ten Faces and was also able to exorcize demons and eliminate disasters, they rushed over from all directions. These people each harbored different evil intentions. Some simply wanted to take a look, and some wanted to take the opportunity to cause trouble in order to express their loyalty to the Baifu Buddha Mother. There were even fanatical believers who had sharpened their daggers and hidden them in their sleeves, intending to find an opportunity to kill the imitator who dared to compare herself to the Holy Maiden.

So this group of miserable and irrational villains, holding daggers and feeling the tragic emotion of sacrificing themselves for the sacred religion, embarked on the mountain road to the Valley of Ten Faces.

All they heard along the way was singing.

On the one hand, the local people were genuinely joyful, and on the other, there was Liang Shu’s intentional guidance. In short, the Valley of Ten Faces during this period was indescribable with its colorful displays in red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple. Boys and girls wore beautiful clothes, and the mountain paths were lined with fruit wine. Anyone could open their mouths and sing a folk song. Even the aunt who was lying on a stretcher after unfortunately falling lame sang aiyo all the way.

It was amongst this jubilant atmosphere that the followers of the cult met Liu Nanyuan. She was sitting among the flowers and chatting openly with everyone. Her face was indeed astonishingly beautiful, but what was more impactful than her beauty was her smile under the sunlight. It was like a flower with tenacious vitality blooming with vigor, with no need to hide or be aloof.

It was in sharp contrast to the dark room and oppressive atmosphere that the believers remembered.

“Where are you uncomfortable?” she asked.

“My…..my head hurts,” the man answered in a panic.

“A headache, ah.” Liu Nanyuan stood up. “Lie here, let me examine you first.”

Liu Xian’an also reached out to assist him in a moment of diligence, but the patient didn’t appreciate it. The man quickly pulled his sleeves down to hide and lay sideways on the bed.

The guard on the side had long noticed something unusual about this man, and put his hand on the grip of his sword, ready to unsheathe it at any time. But as Liu Nanyuan finished the consultation for him, the man didn’t do anything out of the ordinary. He only took the prescription and asked in a whisper: “How much money?”

“There are no valuable medicinal materials in the prescription. If you don’t have enough money, then never mind, but if you have plenty, then send a few bags of rice and a few pounds of bacon to the porridge shops in nearby towns.” Liu Nanyuan sat back at the table and said, “Remember to take the medicine on time when you go back. Avoid the cold, as well as spicy food. It will take effect in three days.”

A medicine boy took the man out to get the prescription, and Liu Xian’an said: “There was something wrong with him.”

Liu Nanyuan said: “Have there not been many people acting strange in the past two days? It isn’t surprising.”

Liu Xian’an replied, en, there are indeed a lot, and it isn’t surprising.

And the garrison secretly kept an eye on all these people. This man was no exception. He did not return to his hometown immediately, but remained in the Valley of Ten Faces, taking the medicine for three days until his stubborn headache was cured. He was also invited to sing several songs by the young men in the village. No one would refuse sunshine and beauty. The man danced around the campfire and ate meat, feeling as if he had returned to his youth again. During that time, he did not need to sacrifice or contribute money to anyone. There was no fear in his life, only the infinite yearning for tomorrow.

The Holy Envoy once explained that his sharp and lingering headaches were sins sent down from heaven, saying that there was a giant termite gnawing around in his brain, and that one day his body would be empty. Only the compassionate Baifu Buddha Mother could calm it. But now, the headaches seemed to have been uprooted by those few free decoctions, and long-lost happiness had appeared in his life.

He dithered for several days, then gritted his teeth and went to the garrison camp.

And was told to queue up.

“It’s okay, don’t worry, just sit here for now.” A soldier led him to a tent good-naturedly and brought him a few cups of sweet plum tea. “Take a number first, and when it’s your turn, someone will call you. Don’t run around, in order to avoid missing your turn.”

The man looked at the number plate in his hand that had reached to over a hundred, then at the men, women, and children sitting around him who were also holding number plates in their hands, and fell into deep silence and contemplation. He thought that after confessing his relationship with the Baifu Sect, there would be a stir in the army…..if not a violent storm, it would at least cause a round of commotion, because the Imperial court had always regarded the Baifu Sect as a scourge. But now, it seemed that reality was much more dull.

There were too many “comrades” who came to confess their crimes. Without exception, they all came with hostility, but were knocked sober by the wine and singing that filled the mountains and plains. People who ate inferior food would inevitably suffer from various headaches and fevers. The Holy Maiden attributed all their pain to sin, but another equally beautiful girl explained in detail in a gentle and amiable manner, you are suffering from lung stasis, you are suffering from dampness and heat. Goodness, it’s just because you’ve eaten too much. I’ll just prescribe something to strengthen the stomach and help digestion, ba, it’s free.

This made them all feel that they may not have so many “sins,” and didn’t need to spend all their money and sacrifice themselves blindly.

The aunt to the side advised the man, you are already number 300, so you should find a place to sleep. I am number 150. I just asked, and I’ll be seen after dinner.

In this way, with the full cooperation of the common people, a number of hidden clues about the Baifu Sect were uncovered.

Gao Lin both celebrated and lamented, mainly because it was a pity that Ku You was not here, which made it difficult for everyone to enjoy the festivities, still remembering him all the time.

Far away in the mountains, Ku You didn’t know if it was a complex thought of concern or complaint that triggered a series of sneezes. La Yue heard this where he was wandering outside the building, and was happy at heart. Look, I said that I would definitely be able to bring Commander Ku back.

As for the fake Ku You, he also awoke when he was meticulously stabbed awake by Liu Xianche.

Chang Xiaoqiu muttered, there are countless people who want to seek medical treatment outside, and this grandson was given preference.

A-Ning nudged him with his elbow. Keep your voice down, be careful that he doesn’t hear you and cause the prince’s plan to be ruined.

Chang Xiaoqiu cough coughed twice: “Let’s go in too.”

There were already a lot of people guarding the room, including Liu Xianche, Gao Lin, Cheng Suyue, and Liu Xian’an. After all, “Commander Ku” had been brought back after a narrow escape, which was a big event, so everyone needed to be there.

Gao Lin rushed forward first. He raised his hand and slapped him, and couldn’t help but say: “You kid, you’re finally willing to wake up!”

Yuan Yu’s wrists were still tied up, and his ribs hadn’t healed properly. His face paled after being slapped so hard by him. Cheng Suyue stepped forward and drove her brother away, complaining: “Xiao Ku has just woken up. If you touch him randomly, be careful you don’t break him. The prince will come to settle accounts with you.”

“He’s not tofu that can be broken off. It’s nothing he hasn’t suffered in the Northwest.” Gao Lin sat down on the edge of the bed. “Hey, how are you?”

Yuan Yu looked at the room full of people, his mind gradually remembering things, but his heart was filled with surprise and doubt. He had thought that Liang Shu had seen through all the disguises that day at the dense forest lakeside and knocked him out in a short moment, but now…..he was more vigilant, and calmly continued to be blind while thinking about what to do next.

“Hey, hey!” Cheng Suyue said. “Ku You, Ku You!” Seeing that the other party didn’t respond after she called a few times, she couldn’t help but grimace and turn around to ask, “Second Young Master Liu, this…..didn’t you say he was fine?”

“It is true that no injuries have been found, nor Gu insects.” Liu Xian’an stepped forward. “Besides, the prince only broke a few of his bones that day, and didn’t damage his brain.”

“His Highness was too cruel to attack him.” Gao Lin shook his head in disapproval. “The man was tortured in the devil’s cave. He was covered in blood and half-dead and hung on the lake like a swing, then a few more bones were broken. It should have been me who rescued him.”

“At that time, the prince could not guarantee that the other party would definitely hand over Xiao Ku. What if it was another disguise? If we didn’t knock him out first, what if he attacked midway?” Cheng Suyue said, “I just didn’t expect that Mu Zhe would keep his word this time. All right, no matter what, it’s good that he’s back.”

The two of them sang back and forth and finished the planned performance. Yuan Yu lying in bed also heard it clearly. Perhaps it was because he was overconfident in his own disguise skills, or perhaps it was because Liang Shu had a reputation for cruelty, but the idea of “attacking your comrade first and then rescuing him” seemed inexplicably reasonable. He actually believed it, and began to inwardly rejoice.

“Commander Ku, can you still hear my voice?” Liu Xian’an asked worriedly, standing beside the bed. Seeing that the other party didn’t respond, he asked his elder brother, “Could it be that the Baifu Sect injured his brain when they tortured him?”

These words were simply cast into Yuan Yu’s thoughts, because he indeed had such a plan. After all, even if one could perfectly imitate Ku You’s voice and appearance, a person’s temperament could never be completely copied. Thus, he was planning to feign foolishness and amnesia from the beginning, but it didn’t go well, because he made a stupid statement by the lake and was beaten half to death on the spot.

Liu Xianche sighed coldly: “It’s hard to say. Let’s observe him for a few days first.”

“Don’t observe, ah. He can’t really be a fool.” Gao Lin said anxiously, “Hey, Xiao Ku, Xiao Ku!”

Yuan Yu gave a dull, “Ah.”

Gao Lin earnestly encouraged: “Don’t scare gege, just say a few words or whatever you want, but don’t be beaten foolish, ah!”

He was still thinking about what his family’s prince had said: “There was a strange tone that I picked up as soon as he opened his mouth.” He was very anxious to hear it, and the others also wanted to hear it, so they all stood still.

Everyone watched Yuan Yu holding up his upper body, and waited with bated breath for a long time until one sentence came out: “This….where, you, cough, who are you?”

Chang Xiaoqiu almost couldn’t hold back his laughter, but was stepped on by Cheng Suyue. His expression was instantly tangled and painful, his eyes wide.

A-Ning sucked in a breath of cold air, and raised his voice to call out: “It’s unbelievable, Commander Ku has lost his memory!”

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